"Stay away from my wife in the future, or else, don't blame me for being rude!" Qin Han said coldly to Ni Zhiwei.
Feeling Qin Han's icy gaze, Ni Zhiwei's body involuntarily shuddered, but he quickly regained his composure. Why would he be afraid of such a loser?
"Rude? With you, a loser who relies on his wife's support? You must be Qin Han, right?" Ni Zhiwei sneered.
A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd of onlookers.
"I'm in a very bad mood right now, you'd better disappear this instant!" Qin Han said indifferently, with no sign of emotion on his face.
Ni Zhiwei looked at Qin Han's shabby appearance, initially thinking he might be someone significant, only to realize he was just a country bumpkin, and then spoke with a condescending tone.
"But I'm in a very good mood right now, loser. Leave Yu Wei alone. You can't give her happiness. It's a shame you've been looking at her body for years, you just..."
